Hear The Little Boy Cry - Poem by Rosey Scouthethern
See the child curled
up in the corner?
Nursing his throbbing head
in one arm, and trying
to feebly bash his father
Hear the boy crying as
his mother goes flying
through the air,
crashing into the wall
feel and taste the
tension, that is left in there.
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